Corbyn's pov
"Guys?" I walk into the house and look around. Usually they'd be on the couch or in the kitchen, at least around this time. As I reach the kitchen, I start to get worried. I guess they might be at lunch or something but I really wanted to see them.
I had just got back home from Christmas break. My eyebrows knit together in confusion and I peer over the couch to see if someone had fallen asleep there. No one.
"Zach? Jonah?" I call out, standing in the main area. "Jack? Daniel? Hello!?" I yell out again and make my way upstairs. "Max?" I open the door to my room and find no one there. I then look in the others' and still no one. But the bathroom door is closed.
Usually that door is open when no one's in there. I walk over and knock on it slightly. "Is someone in there?" I ask as I stand right in front of the door. It's silent and I find that it's unlocked so I slowly push the bathroom door open.
"Is someo-" I stop in shock as I look at Max, who is fully clothed, sitting in the bathtub. My mouth is hung slightly open and I fall to my knees,
seeing my love dead before me.
I suddenly jolt awake in a panic and look around through the darkness. My arms try to fling the covers off but fail once before I fly out of bed.
I walk to the other room and feel around Max's bed because I can't see anything.
"No, no, no." I mumble and grab my hair. I open the door to their bathroom and turn on the light. She's not in the bathtub, good. But I still don't know where she is. I pull my hair again in frustration and turn off the light, closing the door behind me.
"Think." I hit my head lightly but I just can't get my mind to work. It's racing as I think about what I just saw in that awful dream. I can barely stand to see Max in any pain, I don't even know how I'd react if she-
I quickly make my way out of the room, not hearing anything from the sleeping Jack and Daniel and walk down the hall, to the stairs.
"You have to be okay, you have to." I whisper as I feel a tear run down my cheek. I run down the steps, stumbling slightly at the bottom and run over to the living room to find Max laying on the couch on her phone like every night. How did I not think to look here first?
"Corbs, what're yo-" I cut her off, embracing her in a tight hug.
"I thought I lost you." I say before breaking down into the crook of her neck.
Max sits up from her laying position on the couch and pulls me closer. Tears cascade down my cheeks and I can't bring myself to let go of her. She has one hand on the back of my head and the other runs circles into my back.
"You were in the bath a-and there w-were p-p-" I couldn't bring myself to say the word and instead broke down again. Not only did she get attacked in real life, but now her death haunts my dreams too. But I'm never there to protect her. "There were pills. You left us. You left us!" I sob out and hug her tighter.
"Shh, don't think about that Beanie. It was a dream, it's over now. I'm right here."
"But I'm never there." I sniffle out as more tears fall.
"What?"
"I'm never there! With the break in and now in my dream! I'm never there!" Max looks shocked and when I pull away, she stares at me.
"Corbyn, you can't blame yourself for that."
"But I do! I should've been there! The boys an I are your family and we are supposed to protect you!" I have no idea what I'm doing or what I'm saying. Everything is jumbled and I just want to tell her everything on my mind. "We can't even do that right." I finally fall back into her arms and she comforts me again. Max pauses and other than my quiet sobs, there's silence again. "Corbyn, none of that is your fault. There's no way you could have prevented the robbery and just so you know, I'd never do what happened in the dream." She adds softly. I sniffle and try to compose myself. Once I start to breathe normally without any more tears, I pull away from her embrace yet again.
"You promise?" I whisper and look at her. It's dark but there's a faint light coming in from the glowing full moon outside that allows me to see some of her features.
"You guys alone give me so much to live for. Plus, I could never do that to you." She says and a small smile appears on her face. I smile too and pull her in for another hug.
"I love you, Max."
"I love you too, Beanie."
But you don't get it Max, I really love you.
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can i lay by your side|corbyn besson
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